When Zhou Fuhai and Xu Wenrong were busy, there was a rapid knock on the door, and they were stunned for a moment.
"Could it be Liu Da's coming again?" Xu Wenrong worriedly hugged Zhou Fuhai tightly.
"I'll open the door. You get dressed." Zhou Fuhai walked to the door and came back. He went to the kitchen and took out a knife. He stood at the door and said, "Who is it?"
"Fu Hai, it's me, Jasmine." Jasmine said outside.
Zhou Fuhai first opened the door a crack, and when he saw that Jasmine was indeed the only one outside the door, he opened the door.
"What's wrong? You're sweating profusely." Zhou Fuhai let Jasmine in, closed the door, and locked it.
"Just now in the hospital, someone gave Ling Xiaogang an envelope and asked him to give it to you." Jasmine handed the envelope to Zhou Fuhai, and at the same time took the water handed over by Xu Wenrong with a smile and nodded.
Zhou Fuhai glanced at the envelope and opened it. Inside was a letter. The content was very clear, which was about killing Zhou Longyu. Judging from the handwriting, it should be written by a woman, with a beautiful handwriting.
The general meaning is to ask someone to kill Zhou Longyu, not only to kill, but also to embezzle all his property. It even clearly states that Zhou Fuhai will also be killed, and the root must be eradicated. However, Zhou Longyu did not expect it.
Before he died, he sent Zhou Fuhai to prison, which was considered as something that allowed him to survive. When he saw the signature of the letter, Zhou Fuhai trembled, and the signature on the face was the warden. He slowly accepted it.
After picking up the letter, Zhou Fuhai held a cigarette in his mouth and looked a little confused.
"What happened?" the two girls couldn't help but ask.
"Nothing, it's a trivial matter." Zhou Fuhai frowned: "You must not know who gave this letter to Ling Xiaogang, right?"
"I don't know that person. He's wearing sunglasses, and he looks like he's running errands for someone else." Jasmine said.
"Okay, you go back and take care of Ling Xiaogang." Zhou Fuhai stood up and tidied his clothes.
"You want to go out?" Xu Wenrong subconsciously pulled Zhou Fuhai's clothes.
"Go meet someone." Zhou Fuhai patted her hand: "It's okay. Just stay at home and don't open any knocks."
Zhou Fuhai and Jasmine came out together and first sent Jasmine back to the hospital. In the taxi, Jasmine briefly hinted to Zhou Fuhai that she wanted to book a room with him. Zhou Fuhai was vague and did not agree. She sent Jasmine away and Zhou Fuhai went.
I went to the warden's house and knocked on the door. The warden, half-covered in a white bathrobe, opened the door and was a little surprised.
"Didn't expect me to come?" Zhou Fuhai smiled and looked at her body. Her hair was wet. She must have just taken a shower. Her two slender arms naturally hung down, and she tilted her head with a look in her eyes.
Only a woman of that age has an unruffled charm and softness. Two slender and beautiful legs extend from the short yukata. They are straight and fair, and they are wearing a pair of small red slippers. They are as beautiful as a stunner.
The same warden smiled slightly: "How do you know that my family is not at home?"
"I have something to do with you." Zhou Fuhai put away his greedy eyes.
"It's rare for you to come to me for anything. It's this middle of the night and you won't come to me if nothing happens. Come in."
The two of them were sitting on the sofa, very close to each other, almost touching each other. Zhou Fuhai could clearly smell her faint fragrance, which was acceptable even if it wasn't strong.
"Look at this letter." Zhou Fuhai handed the letter to the warden.
After reading it, the warden's face sank and he put the letter on the coffee table: "This handwriting does look very much like mine. What do you think?"
"It's definitely not written by you. In what age are you still using something like this to write letters?" Zhou Fuhai shook his head.
"It seems that you are very smart. Someone is trying to sow discord and make us fight." The warden smiled lightly, stretched out his jade hand and placed it on Zhou Fuhai.
"So, we have to put on a show and we can't let the other party down." Zhou Fuhai shrugged: "Is your family really not at home?"
"Of course." The warden's hand gently rubbed Zhou Fuhai's body, rubbing it, and slowly approached the mysterious area.
In some aspects, women can do it several times or even dozens of times a day. After all, they are bearing and bearing the essence of men. The more they come, the more comfortable they are. That is why there are so many young ladies who can receive dozens of times a day.
People, women's physiological characteristics are much stronger in this aspect.